Sunday, August 31, 2014

The hills may be alive with the sound of music...but if you've to stay alive after "start meejic" better rush to the hills!!!

Nunal should be the closest to appavi thangamani's of husband world. For like them, they also vaayal kedum. Ipdi thaan paarunga, one fine day, after finishing all household chores Rangamani (aka) Mrs. Thangamani..was sleeping super tired.

Appavi Thangamani was busy checking new movies on torrents when he suddenly heard that. Ennada ithu re-recordingla illama pudusa oru tune varuthaynu he heard hard, wondering probably it was that nuisance neighbour at it again, Mr.Faultist Flautist. He started swaying his hands ala Zubin Mehta conducting a choir to compose a soliloquy symphony. His gyrating movements must've triggered of electrifying pulses on the air waves, for suddenly Rangamani was up and awake.

About Me

Im the tigers empty cage
Im the mysterys final page
Im the strangers lonely glance
Im the heros only chance
Im the undiscovered land
Im the single grain of sand
Im the christmas morning toy
Im the gin in the gin-soaked boy